we will fight it off

people are obsessed with taking a righteous, sacrificial approach to diet & exercise and that’s honestly tragic because there are so many evils in this world that actually warrant that righteous, sacrificial energy but we struggle to form movements against them while most people are off fighting this crusade for their individual health/holiness

Can we just talk about how fucking great the writing on this show is?

Okay, this one requires a little explaination.

At this point in the series, we’ve seen people shrug off injuries like they were nothing. Steven and the Gems (especially the Gems) tank a HECK load of hits. Just watch Pearl v Sugilite (Coach Steven), Pearlbot v Peribot (Back to the Barn), the Gems v the waterclones (Ocean Gem), Garnet v Jasper (Jailbreak), Stevonnie v Jasper (Crack the Whip), or any other fight scene you can think of. 

Now, the Off Colors (+ Lars and Steven) v Robonoids isn’t even that impressive of a fight. It’s fucking tense, sure, but there’s mostly just a whole lotta hiding. 

Until this moment.

Lars is terrified, but he gathers his courage and attacks one of the robonoids head-on. He leaps on top of it, clinging onto it for dear life as it tries to throw him off.

Then we get a bunch of this fuckery.

And HERE, in THIS exact moment, is where things go south. 

But the thing is, we don’t realise it yet. We as viewers are so absorbed in cheering for Lars, we don’t even THINK about the consequences this could have for him.

Now, another thing about Steven Universe is that things explode. And when they do, they explode impressively and they explode beautifully.

(from Laser Light Cannon)

(from Super Watermelon Island)

(from Serious Steven)

So when comparing those shots to this shot of the Robonoid exploding…

…this explosion is extremely underwhelming. 

Combined with the fact that we’ve never seen a character get seriously hurt in explosions before, we don’t see this as a threat. We are not worried in this moment because Lars just beat this fucker! We are relieved, we are happy, we are ready to start celebrating. Meaning that seeing this…

…over the sound of a flatline…

…is jarring as all hell, because it immediately tells us celebrating viewers that something is WRONG.

And Steven knows it.

The reaction of the Off Colors here immediately becomes dissonant and strange. After all, these gems don’t know about human deaths. Lars hasn’t poofed, so he’s fine…

…right?

no.

no he’s not.

he is not fine.

he’s dead.

And that’s the kicker. 

Steven Universe has been running for four seasons, and NOBODY HAS EVER DIED ON SCREEN BEFORE NOW!

We aren’t expecting it! We have gotten so used to death not being a real threat in this show because surely the Crewniverse wouldn’t dare kill off a main character that we’ve stopped factoring it in as something that could happen. 

Even the Off Colors are realizing it now. Even Paddy realizes it.

One of Steven’s best friends just died. For real. On screen. In a fight we would have written off as underwhelming if not for this moment.

What the fuck, Rebecca.

huhuhh this was originally for a request for jasper leading a battle and then it sorta just ended up being jailbreak-y lol

My top 10 favorite movies

10. The Departed, (2006)  Martin Scorsese

9. Moonrise Kingdom, (2012) Wes Anderson

8. Gone Girl, (2014) David Fincher

7. The Usual Suspects, (1995) Bryan Singer

6. Se7en, (1995) David Fincher

5. The Royal Tenenbaums, (2001) Wes Anderson

4.Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, (1986) John Hughes

3.The Shining, (1980) Stanley Kubrick

2.Mommy, (2014) Xavier Dolan

1.Fight Club, (1999) David Fincher

I guess I’ve noticed a really big problem in the ARMY fandom recently with all the hate, fanwars, and even our opinions on the actions of the members and I’d just like to remind you that they are not American. 

They weren’t raised in western culture

They weren’t raised with western ideals

As much as you want to ship them with members and say sexual things about them, just remember, you put their comfortableness at risk. Of course you can be attracted to them and ship them together (yoonseok for life) but just remember where the line is. They were raised in a society that doesn’t look too fondly upon homosexuals and the excessive shipping and sexual fanart and fanfiction can cause a strain on their relationships with each other. An argument might come up saying “well if they havent come out as gay or said theyre straight then we can do whatever” but id like to remind you again that Korea isn’t very open to gays just yet, doesn’t mean that theres anything wrong with gays and it doesn’t mean that nothing is changing, in fact korea is progressing pretty fast but it just isnt there yet. 

Also when you get offended by something said by a certain member, lets say they said something racist. (Im a poc!!!) we have to remember that they weren’t raised with our ideals and with our perceptions on what is right or wrong to say. And i am no “oppa apologist” because some things can be said that are out of line, but we can implement western societal values and rules onto eastern cultures. 

With all these fan wars and hate being spread around, I’d like to remind you of how heavily Korean culture revolves are respect. They respect groups older than them and they respect each other. So when we set off and start fighting with lets say EXO or Big Bang we are undermining their culture. Once the fanwar becomes bigger, they notice and it puts a strain on the relationships between both groups. It ruins the name of the younger group because they’re supposed to show respect towards the older group. Even if its a younger fandom that’s attacking BTS we shouldn’t stoop down to their level because respect plays a big role in their culture and we’re tarnishing BTS’s name by arguing with their peers.

Lastly, all this fighting amongst yourselves on which members are better or not. Id like to remind you that you are not a true army if you have even a small shred of hatred for a member. Wether you believe that the hyungs deserve better (and they do but I will believe in it while loving the maknae like equally) or the maknae line does. If you dislike even one member for the amount of lines he gets or the amount of stage time he gets then you are not a true ARMY. 

Thank you for reading this, I just want people to understand these things so we can better ourselves as a whole.

tbh i feel like lup is a character that griffin has been dying to make a central part of the group, and not because she’s amazing and embodies the entirety of the story, but because she creates character conflict. for pretty much the entire balance arc, griff has tried to get the three boys to disagree on stuff, but because of who the characters are, taako and merle being too easy going and not caring enough, and mags practically overriding any conversation or argument by just rushing in has made for a dnd campaign with basically no conflict amongst the pcs

now a campaign doesn’t need to have conflict to be a good one but for an audio only story, conflict is the easiest way to develop the characters and get the boys to really address what’s important to them and what they would fight for, but with a character like mags (which is a very common type let me tell you i’ve been overrided too many times) the other characters generally do not get a say unless they extremely object. which has probably been something very irritating for griffin where he had to literally pull their teeth to get backstory and character details

so enter lup who’s not afraid to bite back at the boys and question their choices and just from that argument we, as an audience, suddenly understand lup almost completely. we understand her motivations and what’s she terrified of and that she, as a character, cannot lose hope. and!! we even got a huge understanding of taako!! i mean look at all the meta that came from just that one interaction because suddenly we see this interaction and it justifies who taako is as a character. i would even go as far to say it developed mags as well

as a dm, griffin has been trying desperately to get the boys to fight against each other with moral choices (wonderland, the chalice, lucas, and others too) and granted they can’t just put out an ep that is an hour of back and forth between the boys of deciding what to do with the chalice, but griffin has been trying to get to develop past the ‘magnus rushes in, taako’s good out here, merle? does something?’ (sorry i forgot what merle’s was OTL) to the point where griffin has tried multiple times to separate magnus from the group to force the other two to take initiative and lup and this new play style is finally making them do exactly that

so TL;DR Lup is a character that griffin has been dying to introduce and is the character conflict/instigator that the campaign has needed for a long time

“The skirt is supposed to be this short” + “Take. It. Off” + “I said get rid of it” + Jungkook

“Jealous kookie 1,14,60”

words: 860

Originally posted by kookmint

— thanks for requesting anon <3 here you go I hope it’s good haha —


You were getting ready for you and Jungkook’s date night. It had been a while since you two last went on a date, so you planned to look extra good today. You finish styling your hair, walking over to the mirror to check yourself. Your outfit was simple but cute. Smiling, you open your room door and head to where Jungkook was waiting. He sat on a chair, looking at his phone. Clearing your throat, his attention went to you. He didn’t gasp, he didn’t compliment you. No, he didn’t say anything at all. His jaw clenches and his eyebrows furrow. You could see a tint of anger in his brown hues. “What’s with the skirt? Why is it so short?” You look down at your skirt, not really getting why he was mad. “What do you mean? The skirt is supposed to be this short.” Jungkook stands up and a grin of mockery spreads on his lips. “Are you serious? You are not going out like this. Every guy’s going to be staring!” You raise an eyebrow and lean forward, “so?” Your boyfriend glowers at you, grabbing your arm. He sets you in your room, a black look on his face. “We shouldn’t be fighting about this! Take. It. Off.” Your eyes widen at his sudden attitude.

“Are you seriously commanding me?” you ask. Jungkook rolls his eyes at you, making you even more mad. “No, Jungkook. I’m not going to take it off! I try to look nice for you and you just bash at me for nothing!” His face gets closer to yours, hands grabbing your waist. You hated how hot he looked mad. It didn’t help in this situation. “You try to look nice for me? Babe, you’re trying to look nice for all the perverts who are going to look at you.” You push him off you, shaking your head at his unnecessary behavior. His hand grabs you again but you shake it off. “It’s ridiculous how you’re getting mad at me. You wear tight shirts that damn well show your figure but do I say anything? No. Girls look at you all the time regardless of what you’re wearing and I don’t complain, I don’t say anything! I don’t care what you say, Kook, I’m going like this to our date.” You walk towards the door, grabbing the knob and turning towards him. “Are you coming or not?” you ask him. Jungkook walks towards you and you sigh, thinking he realized his childish actions but no, he hadn’t given up. He picks you up, making you yelp, and carries you to your room. You fall on the soft mattress of your bed, Jungkook scavenging through your clothes. He comes to you with a pair of jeans in hand, still looking mad. “Take that skirt off.” he demands. You glare at him. “No.” He throws the jeans besides you, “I said get rid of it.

“I said no! Stop being ridiculous and let’s just go!” Jungkook shakes his head, pacing around your room. “You don’t get it Y/N, I don’t want you to go out like that! Other guys are going to be looking at you in a specific way. I’m the only one who should look at you like that! Some guy’s going to hit on you and knowing me, I’d probably end up punching the asshole! You’re mine, Y/N, mine. I can’t just let you go out looking like that, it makes me mad. I can’t bare the thought of some other guy with you.” Jungkook’s eyes went from anger to worry. He was frowning. Your anger faded away too and you smile at his words. A blush creeps onto your face. You reach for his hand and rub the back of it with the pad of your thumb. “Kookie..are you jealous?” His gaze drifts away from you. He wasn’t responding. “Just tell me.” you softly say. “Yes, I’m jealous. But can you blame me? I have a beautiful girlfriend. I don’t want to loose you,” He goes to sit down next to you, his head going to your shoulder. You hold him, leaning your head against his. Warmth passed through both of you. “I’m sorry I got mad..I just got jealous.” You sigh and smile. “I’m sorry too, I never took into consideration how you’d feel about it.” Your free hand plays with the hem of your skirt, willing to remove it if it meant you and Jungkook would have a nice night out. “You really do look good, though. You always do.” Laughing, you thank him.

“We should just leave, we spent too much time fighting about a skirt.” You agree with Jungkook and you two get up. You grab the jeans, but Jungkook takes them from you. “Don’t. Let everyone see how beautiful my baby looks.” You grin and stand on your toes, holding his cheeks in your hands. Your lips dance against each other, a sign of apology and love towards the other. Pulling away, you giggle at yourself. “You look hot when you’re mad.” Jungkook rolls his eyes playfully and holds your waist. “Okay okay, let’s just go.”

my predictions for every Defenders episode

1. Four Dysfunctional Strangers Stuck In An Elevator For An Hour 

2. Claire Temple Gives Up

3. We All Went Drinking And Just Kind of Ended Up Napping In The Trash

4. Hi I’m Here To Ruin Everything: A Novel by Sigourney Weaver

5. We Should Be Fighting Sigourney Weaver but the Iron Fist Wandered Off To Get Food Again

6. We Have To Venture Outside Manhattan to Win But The Rest of New York Is Just Too Scary

7. Karen Page Showed Up And That’s All Anyone Cares About

8. Now That We Won I’m Never Talking to Any Of You Ever Again (We All Went Drinking and Just Kind of Ended Up Napping In The Trash pt 2)

yah so there might be a lot of “humans vs aliens and humanity is awesome, and even ‘aliens get fucked over by nature’”

but now suddenly im thinking, what if aliens invade some kind of fantasy world?

like, they decide to check out earth, and these aliens are not Clefairy/Deoxys/Beheeyem, 

“surrender now, you low-life earthlings!”

“hooh boy, yet another team trying to take over. is this team galactic?”
“nah man, they wanted to create a new world, and last i checked they didn’t wear costumes”
“its probably those ghost-types playing a prank, bet its a bunch of Haunters”

“Alright, troop, according to the human captive, a bit further in, there are berries that can cure us if we get poisoned. let us not forget what happened with the troop in section 6E”

*screaming and buzzing*
“Human, I demand this instant that you tell us what the source of the buzzing is!”
“oh geez, it sounds like a swarm of Beedrills. you guys better run, they’re extremely territorial”

“nonsens! we will fight off these ‘Beedrills’, we are much more evolved and stronger than whatever those things are! our weapons are much more developed than your puny human weapons”

“suit yourself”

and then they get annihilated by beedrills because those things are FAST and have you SEEN those spears??

BTS Reaction ; Finding You Drunk

Requested by Anonymous, “I LOVE YOUR CONTENT!! You can ignore this, but may I request a reaction to the boys finding you drunk?”

Note; My mind has been literally combusted and destroyed, and I had a horrible time doing this ddfjlf. Anywho, requests are open! SEND SOME GOOD REQUESTS IN, I NEED INSPO!!


Jin ➳ He could see you deep inside the building behind the gatekeeper keeping track of invites to let inside the party, and when the man wouldn’t let him through, Seokjin pushed him to the side as he ran to your lost form — being drunk out of your mind as tears ran down your body. “J-jin?” You whispered in glee, and when he smiled and felt a wave of relief rush through him, about to pull your stumbling form into his arms and take you home; someone slammed him against the wall as he yelped in surprise.

“You’re being taken for trespassing,” he heard the large man behind him say, and as you scream at the guard he can’t help but sigh in distaste. Never again is he letting you out with irresponsible people, nor without him by your side.

“Please,” he begs, “not now.”

Originally posted by knjtrash


Suga ➳ Finding you slumped over the table with many empty glasses before you, your friends having abandoned you alone in the very stuffy bar; Yoongi grabs your wrist quite harshly as he pulls your woozy body off the stool. “(y/n),” he says once you try to fight him off, “we need to—“

Being suddenly ripped away from you, a fairly humongous security guard stands between the both of you as you hugged yourself in terror, having become way too wasted to even recognize your own boyfriend. “I’m gonna have to ask you to leave—“

“She’s my girlfriend.” He venomously spat, glaring daggers into the ground.

Originally posted by dreamyoongi


J-Hope ➳ “(y/n) disappeared after a while, and–“

But he hung up the phone before your friend could even finish, dashing out the front door and through the streets as he went to the place you were supposed to be in, to everywhere and anywhere around it. His heart was racing, his anxiety ate at the back of his mind and when the rain began to fall — he had finally found you sitting beneath the playground at a park, hugging your legs to your chest as you try to hide away from the downpour. “Babe,” he says, and you only look up, cheeks rosy and eyes a haze.

It doesn’t take long for him to pull you onto his back, running through the storm to get you home safely.

Originally posted by mono-bts


RapMonster ➳ Jumping from the tap he suddenly feels on his shoulder, his eyes dart to ones that are very familiar, an eye smile shining in glee as you reek of alcohol. “Hey~,” you say, trying your hardest to keep standing on both your legs as your hand instantly grips a nearby stool to keep you steady, “you’re really cute, probably the only one that has ever caught my eye and—…you free?”

“Nah,” he smiles, grabbing your hand and intertwining your fingers with one another, “I’m already yours.” A toothy grin stretches across your features and he can’t help but laugh, and it is definitely by finding your drunk self safe and sound, “let’s go home.” And he doesn’t take his time in getting you out of there

Originally posted by yourpinkpill


Jimin ➳ He didn’t know english very well, and having to find you throughout a very busy club was not really his forte. He could barely understand the signs, the faces sprouted around him were foreign and when he finally found you, he ran  to you in a hurry as he engulfs you, the love of his life, into a hug at finding you safe — but as fast as he had you in his arms, you were whipped away as you stared at him as if he was some kind of stranger.

“What are you to her, sir? Do I need to escort you outside?” But Jimin could only laugh as he stared to the floor in guilt, the remnants of your alcoholic scent clinging to his clothes and he was hoping on anything the security wouldn’t see him as some random asian boy trying to take someone for the night.

Originally posted by minniescutiehands


V ➳ “Babe,” he says, following you throughout the busy nightclub as your intoxicated self struggled through the many people. He was tired, and all he wanted to do was get you home safe and sound after your friends declared they have lost you, but now that you were at the tips of his fingers — he grabbed your shoulder. “Let’s–“

But instead, your droopy eyes doesn’t have the power to recognize your own boyfriend, screaming in fear as a security guard yells for the man to put his hands up. He didn’t know how else to approach you, only wanting to take you out of the damn place as the guard pushes him further away from you roughly. “Get out.”

Originally posted by taengst


Jungkook ➳ He had found you at a nearby fast food restaurant during the late hours of the night, looking more lost than ever as you munched away at one in the morning. He was your savior, holding you slightly so you could walk comfortably and the way he smelled was soo damn good — although, he couldn’t say the same for yourself as his nose scrunched in disgust. “How could you be so careless?” He scolded to you down the streets, but you only giggled as his arm tightened around your waist.

“Because you haven’t asked me to marry you,” you whispered, and he throws his head back in laughter, fingers rubbing your side as his cheeks flush red.

“I will,” he promises, “only if you stop drinking.”

Originally posted by cupidhitmehard


Masterlist

Masterlist

Johnson

New Years

Don’t lie to me

finals

Gilinsky

one rule

back off

first holiday

no emotion. just sex (feat Sk8)

sneaking out // part 2

Skathan

Hate / part II // part III

Late Night Fights

Period

Embarassed

Holidays at Home

Hurtful words and Broken plates

Not your toy

surprise

leave me alone please

shut up and…

bubble bath

flirt

the three best friends

public disturbance

classy

daddy

no emotion. just sex (feat G)

Sammy

Nudes feat. feelings / part II

we fight, we makeup

clothes off, now

fuck, i love you

have you been drinking again

she’s mine

stuck with you

mine and only mine

shut up and…

love you

unwanted company

everything reminds me of you

friends & feels

the waitress

started with a goodnight kiss

2 am

Swazz

The Jacket / part II

best friends

back off

empty bed / part II

who

unspoken feelings

the three best friends

brothers best friend

shut the fuck up

Derek (my mf daddy)

its luh, bitch

tease / part II

that grin

is everything okay

someone else / part II

mami & daddy

unwanted company

mine again

a good feeling

in love with you

others

6 months / part II - Beau Brooks/Nash Grier

ex-girlfriend - Jai Brooks

which one - KDL

crush - Ben Wilkinson

double date - Jai Brooks

from the club, to the car, to the crib, to the bed - deejay rupp

please don’t go - Cameron Dallas

series

Give into Me- JG|NM : part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 4 / part 5 / part 6 / part 7 / part 8 / part 9 / part 10 / part 11 / part 12 / part 13 / part 14 / part 15 / part 16 / part 17 / part 18 / part 19 / part 20 / part 21 / part 22

10

I know what I’m here to do now. The churches, the state, the headshrinkers, the cops, everyone…They’re all against us. So they must be confronted. We must be a real liberation movement. But first we need a place of our own, one block, one block to fight them off from. And this is that place and now is the time. It’s time for us to fight back.

Trenchcoat Tactics

[From the same group as Bridgeslayer and politely asking the bugbear if he’d seen the kid we were looking for (post/159495599654) ]

Context: After the bugbear asked the bandits, the half orc paladin and the goliath cleric talked to the bandits and GC lead a bandit and the bugbear away while we took down the other bandits.  For note, our elf bard couldn’t make the session.

Me, (a very short) Dragonborn Druid: Is there any chance I can steal a robe off one of these corpses

DM: Yeah, about time, you do that.

Gnome Wizard: Alright, so how are we gonna tell GC to come back?  They’ve seen HOP already, I’m like two thumbs tall soaking wet, they won’t believe I’m one of them.

DD: Well, I’m closer to a human height but y'know… I’m a green lizard man.

GW: Yeah, what are we gonna do

DD: Wait… Get on my shoulders and put on the cloak, that’ll be about the size of a human and we’ll have a humanish face!

HOP: …or you know I could just… tell them I’m asking on the bandits behalf

[We agree to this but do the robe thing regardless, during the next fight we kill the bandit without taking off this disguise.]

HOP: *stepping in between GC and the bugbear* Wait, don’t fight, he’s helped us, he’s our friend.

Blart, The Bugbear: But I have to kill you guys, the big man is watching *gesturing at us in the robe*

DD: *nudges GW*

GW: Blart!  Well done man you uh… You passed our test!  You’re officially a bandit!  Have the rest of the day off!

DM: Oh my god no, i mean… roll charisma

GW: *rolls nat 20*

DM: ……the… Blart leaves, very proud of himself for passing the test.

anonymous asked:

I’m the anon who requested the rainy day kisses and you totally delivered the goods. :D Thank you!! I hope it’s okay that I send in another request because I really enjoy your scenarios. ^^ For the chocobros: post-game happy AU where everyone has a family and the bro has a heart-to-heart with their teenaged kid (for this request: a daughter for Gladio & Iggy, son for Prompto & Noct) who asked the bro about the moment they knew their s/o was ‘the one’. Thanks!

NOCTIS

Noctis walked into the training arena, watching his son warping from one end of the room to the other. He stood by the doorway, watching as Ferox panted, dropping his dagger to the ground with his hands on his knees.

“Giving up already?” Noctis called, and Ferox rose to his full height. At thirteen, he was almost as tall as his dad, stretching his back and allowing it to crack loudly before loosening up his shoulders.

“Mom said I should take combat training more seriously.”

Noctis snorted. “Sounds like something she would say.”

Ferox tried warping a few more times under his father’s supervision, but eventually gave up, collapsing in a heap on the ground with his arms and legs splayed out like a drunken starfish.

“This is too hard,” Ferox groaned, pinching his eyes shut. “I don’t get why she’s being so strict with me about this warping thing.”

Noctis came to sit down beside his son, nudging him until he sat upright. “Your mother has been through a lot in her past. She’s lost a lot of people, had to make sacrifices to save others. Warping is something that only those tied to the King’s magic can do. She knows that mastering it will keep you safe in the long run, so trust her on that.”

Ferox leaned his elbow on his knee, propping his chin up with his fist. “Is that how you met?” he asked.

Noctis shoved him lightly with his shoulder. “Maybe.” He sighed, remembering the day. “We’d met on the road one day. Magitek troopers had invaded the outpost we were visiting, and me and the guys decided to try and fight them off. But we were tired, careless. It had been a really long day. But then your mother came swooped in and basically took them all down single-handedly.”

Ferox’s mouth gaped. “Woah.”

Noctis nodded. “Yep. I knew then and there, as the dust settled, that I was in love with her.” He patted his son’s knee. “Enough resting. Wanna try again?”

“I guess I should,” Ferox conceded, rising to his feet. “Do you think Mom’ll spar with me if I ask her?”

“Hey,” Noctis teased, grabbing a pair of wooden swords from a bin. “You too good to spar with your old man?”

“You just said Mom was a better fighter,” Ferox countered, and yelped as Noctis took a playful whack at his shin.


PROMPTO

Solis was lounging on the couch, flipping through old photo albums. He had found one that was labelled with pictures from a little over twenty years ago. He blew his unruly blond hair, a feature he’d gotten from his father, out of his eyes as he opened the pages and scanned over the images.

The photos in the album were varied. Some were of scenery, some were taken during combat (Why, Dad. That’s definitely not a smart thing to do), and there were quite a few selfies that made Solis chuckle.

“Whatcha laughin’ at?” His father’s voice made him jump as Prompto sauntered into the room and plopped down next to his son.

“Just looking at old photos,” Solis shrugged, flipping to another page. “Oh, hey, look…it’s Mom.”

Solis saw his dad’s face soften as he looked at the photo of the two of you. It was one that Prompto hadn’t taken himself—it was a candid shot Noctis had snapped of you at the Vesperpool by the water. It was right around the time you’d met, and you were standing too close together to be just friends. Prompto thought back to that moment, and chuckled to himself.

“Whatcha laughin’ at?” Solis mimicked, causing Prompto to burst into a fit of giggles. Even at sixteen, Solis was the spitting image of his father. Same hair colour, same lanky build. But he had your eyes and your smile, which were Prompto’s favourite features.

“Just thinking about the moment I knew I wanted to marry your mom.”

Solis scrunched up his nose. “Dad, I don’t know if I want to hear that story.”

“Guess who’s gonna hear it anyway?” Prompto tousled Solis’ hair, much to his chagrin.

“Dad! I’m not five anymore!” he whined, but settled into the couch to listen to his father’s story. “Go on.”

“Your mom suggested one morning that we go take photos of the catoblepas,” Prompto pointed to a different photo, one that illustrated the creature. “She insisted on getting up close and personal with them. She figured it’d be better for the picture. So I’m set up with my tripod and my camera about five or six feet away, and she’s holding these mushrooms to get them to come closer.”

Prompto mimed the set up with his hands, and Solis nodded along the way.

“I was ready to take the shot, and she was posing, looking all cute. But then the catoblepas got so close. I yelled to warn her, but when she turned, she reached out her hand and pet the damn thing. And it actually nuzzled into her palm. Can you believe it?” Prompto sighed, a dreamy look in his eyes. “A legendary creature, yielding to your mother. What a lady.”

Solis turned the page of the album and found the photo of you cozying up to the catoblepas. “One thing’s for sure,” he decided. “You’re both nuts.” He paused. “But I’m glad you found each other.”


GLADIO

Gladio knocked on Acacia’s door. Having a teenage daughter was not easy, and having a teenage daughter in full mood swings was enough to want to make Gladio pull his hair out. It reminded him of Iris when she was younger.

A muffled voice rang out. “Come in.”

Gladio opened the door to his raven-haired daughter lying face down on her bed, not even attempting to greet her father as he took a seat by her desk.

“Wanna tell me what’s going on?”

Acacia peeked an eye at him. “Nothing.”

Gladio folded his arms over his chest. “Didn’t sound like nothing according to Mom.”

Acacia sat up, apparently triggered by whatever Gladio had said, irritation clear as day on her features. “She’s just so over protective!” she huffed, hands balling into fists. “I just wanted to go away for the weekend, and she won’t let me because she said she doesn’t know who else is going.”

Gladio raised an eyebrow. “Seems like a decent enough reason to say no to me.”

Acacia groaned. “Not you too.”

He smirked at her, shaking his head. “Do you know the moment I realized your mom was the one?”

She blinked slowly. “I don’t see how this is relevant to what’s happening right now.”

Gladio continued. “When I was on the road with the guys, I met her. She was definitely too good for me. Way too smart, way too pretty. And for some reason, she gave me the time of day. After what happened in Lestallum and we lost Jared, she offered to stay and take care of Iris and Talcott until we got back.”

Acacia looked at her father expectantly.

“I knew then, when she decided to put her whole life on hold to make sure that my family stayed safe, the last remaining family I had, that she was it. She cared so much about these people that she barely knew, took them in like they were her own and kept them safe while the world fell apart around them. And now she’s trying to do that for you. She lost a lot of people in the ten years of darkness, sweetheart. Try and understand that she’s being protective of you because she doesn’t want to lose you, too.”

Acacia let out a sigh, slumping her shoulders. “I guess I owe Mom and apology.”

“Guess you do.”

She nodded and rose to her feet, slowly making her way to the door.

“If you want to go camping,” Gladio offered. “I’d be more than happy to take you.”

“Thanks Dad, but no,” Acacia replied, stepping into the hallway. “I’ve got better things to do.”

Gladio rolled his eyes. Yeah, he thought to himself. Just like Iris.


IGNIS

It wasn’t often that Ignis and his daughter got to spend a great deal of time together because of his duties at the palace and her school schedule, but he relished the moments they did get to share. They often cooked together, concocting new recipes side by side.

“How come Mom doesn’t cook?” Aurora asked, popping a cherry tomato into her mouth. “Is it because she can’t?”

“She’s not extraordinarily proficient, but she gets by,” Ignis stated, and Aurora marvelled at how skilled her father was with a knife even though he was blind. “Actually, it was our first evening in together when she decided to cook for me that I realized how much I loved her.”

“Aw! Dad!” Aurora gushed. “Tell me! I love these stories.”

Ignis chuckled and kept at the chopping.

“She’d planned this whole dinner for the two of us. She knew that I enjoyed the culinary arts, and wanted to give it a go herself. I told her that it wasn’t necessary to go through all the effort, but she informed me that I’d cooked for her on multiple occasions, so it was only fair.”

Ignis smiled to himself at the memory.

“She ended up burning everything.”

Aurora couldn’t help but laugh. “Dad! Why are you smiling? That’s terrible!”

Ignis could still smell the ruined dinner, the smoke coming from the oven and the shrill sound of the fire alarm beeping in the kitchen. He remembered the sound of your laugh, the sound of you swatting a broom at the alarm to get it to shut off, as it was just out of reach.

“She took such care to ensure that everything was perfect, but in the end, the meal being ruined hadn’t phased her spirit,” Ignis continued. “She ended up pulling out two servings of Cup Noodles, and we ate them together by candlelight.”

Aurora leaned her head against her father’s shoulder. “Dad, that’s so cute.”

“It was a special moment,” Ignis agreed. “I knew then that her resilience was something to be admired. I knew her before I was blind, as just a friend, and after I sustained my injury, she refused to leave my side. She’s always been more than I deserve, and she even gifted me with you.” Ignis reached out and wrapped an arm around Aurora’s shoulders, giving her a light squeeze.

“Love you, Dad,” she smiled, giving him a peck on the cheek.

Ignis went to go stir a pot on the stove. “There is one thing you have in common with that night, come to think of it,” a mischievous lilt to his tone.

Aurora glanced over at Ignis. “Hm? What’s that?”

“Technically speaking, you were an accident as well.”

For a blind man, he was quite skilled at dodging flying spatulas.

Angel’s Wings

Characters – Cas x Reader, Sam, Dean

Summary – It takes a near death experience for the reader to find out why she can see an angel’s wings.

Word Count – 5,983

Warnings – Canon-type violence

A/N – When I hit my 500 follower milestone, I did drabble requests. I only received two, so I am turning them into full one shots instead! This one was from @trinityjadec: “OH MY GOSH CONGRATS YOU DESERVE SO MANY FOLLOWERS!!! Could I have Cas and something with his wings? (still have an unhealthy obsession) I LOVE YOU SO MUCH KEEP UP THE AMAZING WORK”

Here you go, Trinity!  I hope you enjoy it and I’m so sorry for the wait! 

Also written for @percussiongirl2017’s I’m Finally Legal Birthday Challenge.   I got #37: Why can I see your wings?  And the song “If I Died Today” by Tim McGraw

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You would never forget the first time you saw Castiel.  You were sitting in the bunker library with Sam, discussing a possible vampire case up in Omaha that you’d been trying to research for several days, when the front door opened and Dean began descending the stairs with another man you’d never seen before.

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Pinned Down*

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader
Rating: Mature - 18+ only
Summary: Steve and Reader train together until things get heated between them and for the sake of every member of the Avengers team.
Word Count: 2.4k
Genre: NSFW/SMUT
Warnings: what you can expect in a softcore smutty fic, but safe: sexual tension, swearing, dry humping and safe sex.
Author’s Note: The beginning is a rewriting of a training scene in AoS, season 3.

“Steve, I’m not gonna fight you… again.” You panted heavily in the late evening as you finished thirty minutes of hard training with the super soldier, after a quick workout session with the rest of the team.

“It’s not fighting, it’s training.” He ran a hand through his hair, brushing the locks out of his forehead.

“The last time we trained alone, I had to stop my powers because you were too sweet,” you made your best puppy eyes, and he chuckled as he drank some water.

“You won’t hurt me, Y/N because you won’t use your abilities,” he came back to the mats, ready to fight. “And I can be dark sometimes.”

“We finally found a night off in three weeks, and this is what you want to do?” You threw your hands in the air dramatically as you exposed your annoyance. “We could be lounging or binge watching some show. Or…”

“I need to blow off some steam, and you said training was the core of a partnership when you worked with S.H.I.E.L.D. So, that’s what we are doing.”

“You’re such a workaholic, you know that?”

“I miss you too,” he smiled and you mimicked. “I know, a friend shouldn’t be away for this long, so you can hit me,” he quipped, yet he wished it wasn’t true and you were his girlfriend.

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